Chapter 280 (1/2)



280 Xu Qi ‘an is sacrificed (3 in 1) 2

The dream sorcerer who was wearing the magistrate’s face sneered and raised his hand to grab the necks of the two silver gongs.

With a crack, the two silver gongs were instantly killed.

For a rank-4 martial artist to kill two silver gongs, it was as easy as crushing two ants.

“Bastard!”

A heart-wrenching roar came from the hall, like the roar of an old beast on the verge of death.

It was the helpless and furious Jiang Luzhong. His eyes were red, and his face was distorted with anger.

The living gongs were scared out of their wits. They finally realized that the silver gongs had only been trying to boost morale.

Wizards were not good at close combat, but a rank four was still a rank four. There was a huge gap between them. The so-called ‘not good at close combat’ was when compared to other systems of the same rank.

“What’s that?”

Zhao yinluo’s loud shout made the gongs tremble.

At this moment, silver Gong, who was proficient in all kinds of gambling and eating, was still raising his saber like a brave warrior who was facing death calmly.

the time for two incense sticks to burn. We have to fight for that time for Jiang Jinluo. It’s still too early. Zhao yinluo shouted.

“You’re noisy.”

However, reality was cruel. The dream wizard who was disguised as the magistrate raised his hand and gathered his Qi in his palm before pressing it down.

Shockwaves were generated in the air, and ripples spread out.

Including Zhao yinluo, all the Watchmen felt as if their chests had been hit, and they were sent flying while vomiting blood.

With just one move, he had crippled the group of night watchmen.

Jiang Luzhong seemed to have understood all of this long ago. He closed his eyes and was no longer angry, because they would soon meet again in another world.

The dream sorcerer clenched his fist once again. There was a time limit for the fighting soul to possess his body, and he did not intend to waste any more time talking to Jiang Luzhong.

After all, what came next was the main event. They had to take control of White Emperor City, gather the mountain bandits, and attack the various prefectures and counties. They had to take down Yunzhou before the Imperial court could react.

The witchcraft cult had been plotting for years, and today was the day to reap the fruits of their labor.

As he punched out, his Qi rubbed against the air, making a deep roar, and headed straight for the direction of the lobby.

A figure stood in the middle. It was Zhao yinluo. He held a long blade with both hands, lowered his waist, and slashed out with a roar.